Where Are All the Old Man Bars

I woke up and had a drink

Had another and it made me think

It seems to me, that there used to be

A lot more friendly little bars in this town

A place where they knew you, and you knew them

Where drinks were cheap and men were men

You don't have to go home but you can't stay here

Its 2am and you're drunk full of beer

We love you but you have to go,

So what I want to know is where are all the old man

bars?

And every night, there'd be a fight

And then we'd drink until we couldn't talk

But talk is cheap and so am I,

I'm happy when the shots all cost a buck

You don't have to go home but you can't stay here

Its 2am and you're drunk full of beer

We love you but you have to go,

So what I want to know is where are all the old man

bars?

Ah the breakfast of champs, the hair of the dog

The slap of the chimp, the splash of the log

Now the bars are all so cool

Full of yuppies with tattoos and pierced tools

A round of drinks will leave ya broke

You even have to go outside to have a smoke

The pool tables a planter, the jukebox sucks

There ain't no pinball, the door guy's a jock

You don't have to go home but you can't stay here

Its 2am and you're drunk full of beer

We love you but you have to go,

So what I want to know is where are all the old man

bars?